Lewd Love (Masterpiece)

Hello everyone, this is my first time submitting a post, I hope you like it. I'm a big fan of erotic novels and have read quite a few on many websites.
My name is Wang Xiaolan, I'm 28 years old, and I've been married to my husband for five years. I'm 1.65 meters tall,
slim , and have long legs. My breasts often attract the attention of men on the street. My husband and I
have always had a very happy life together. We both have very strong sex drives, and we usually have sex
more than four times a week. I love my husband very much, but disaster suddenly struck. One day, he was driving
and unfortunately had a car accident. After being rescued, he was basically fine, but when he got home, we discovered the worst
thing: he couldn't get an erection. The doctor said it was a neurological disorder, and there was hope for recovery with proper stimulation and treatment
.
So we tried everything, I even gave him oral sex and danced a striptease for him, but
nothing worked . Gradually, we became discouraged. And he became more and more irritable.
One morning, he mysteriously took out a dress, saying it was for me and asked me to try it on. I got out of
bed . Since I always sleep naked, I didn't want to bother with anything so early in the morning, so
I just put the dress on. It looked alright, but nothing special—
just . The only flaw was that the hem was a bit short, about 25 centimeters above the knee. I knew I had to be
extra careful wearing a skirt like that, otherwise it would easily tear. But I was still quite happy and said,
"Thank you, honey!" I kissed him and then tried to take the skirt off.
"No, darling, I don't know why, but I suddenly have a strong urge. Please, don't
take it off. Just wear this skirt today, okay?"
"Okay, but I have to put on my bra first, baby."
"No, baby, I want you to wear this skirt without a bra."
"How can I do that? People will definitely notice. This skirt is so see-through and so short; people will see
my private parts!"
But he kept pleading, so I had no choice but to agree and wear the skirt to work, even forbidding me from
wearing stockings. But I still felt it was absurd.
I took the bus to work; it was crowded, so I had to stand. I figured many men around me could easily tell
from the smooth curves of my clothes that I wasn't wearing a bra. My erect nipples made my breasts stand out,
and the smooth curves of my buttocks revealed that I wasn't wearing underwear. I could almost feel a few pubic hairs
peeking out through my silk skirt. Because I'm not tall enough, I had to hold onto the handrail to
keep my balance , but this also pulled my skirt up even higher, exposing almost my entire pale thigh to
the man sitting below me.
I gradually noticed that with each sudden stop, he would stare intently at my genitals. I suddenly
realized that he might be able to see my vulva, and I felt my face turn bright red. At the same time, I felt
some men around me intentionally or unintentionally rubbing against me with various parts of their bodies, and some even pretended to casually brush their elbows against
my erect nipples. I was overwhelmed with shame, but there was nothing I could do. Especially the man below me; I
knew he was staring straight at my genitals, but I dared not look at him. The thought of my bare, long
legs , even the most intimate part of my genitals, completely exposed to a strange man, made me feel
like I was standing naked in a public transport car, exposed to a group of strange men. In extreme
tension, I felt an unexpected thrill; I suddenly felt my genitals become wet. I was wet, and I felt a liquid
slowly flowing out. Oh no! I desperately tightened my legs to prevent any leakage of sexual fluid
from being seen—how shameful that would be!
Suddenly, something even worse happened: I clearly felt my buttocks no longer pressed against my smooth dress
, but against someone else's clothes. Good heavens! Someone had lifted the hem of my skirt from behind, up to my
buttocks! Then a warm, large hand pressed tightly against my buttocks.
"What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?" I was terrified, my heart pounding, completely at a loss
. But that annoying hand was stroking my smooth buttocks. My mind went blank for a
moment I could think straight: he was behind me, the bus was crowded, and he was pressed so close to me that no
one else should see what was happening. If I screamed, more people would notice I wasn't wearing a bra. If I went somewhere else
, maybe more people would take advantage of me. Maybe if I just endured it, I'd get off soon.
Endure it! I didn't dare look back at him. I endured his unrestrained hand
roaming over my body, while suppressing the intense urge to leak vaginal fluid.
I felt his hand move to the base of my smooth thigh, and then a finger slipped between my legs
, exploring my genitals. I trembled all over, my legs went weak. "No, this is too much!" I quickly
pulled my hips back and thrust my lower body forward. Completely unexpectedly, perhaps my weakness emboldened that guy, his
hand actually slipped from my thigh and moved directly to my lower abdomen. I was terrified, my face drained of color. I think
the man sitting below me could clearly see the hand that was touching my abdomen, because I saw him staring at my crotch
with his mouth , his face flushed. I immediately pulled my abdomen back, letting the hem of my skirt cover that
wicked hand. But before I knew it, his other hand had slipped between my thighs, pressing against my vaginal opening.
"Don't make a sound, or you'll be even more embarrassed," a voice whispered behind me.
I was terrified, not knowing what would happen next, feeling as if I were being raped in public.
I stood there, stunned, my mind blank. Then, that hand began to move rhythmically, gently probing into
my vagina, moving up and down.
"Miss, you're so wet!" the voice said.
I was utterly ashamed. The initial disgust had been replaced by an uncontrollable pleasure. My cheeks were
flushed with sexual excitement, and my lower body was overflowing with lustful fluids, which flowed down my thighs. My buttocks
involuntarily arched back, allowing his fingers to penetrate deeper, while I swayed uncontrollably from side to side. I
could barely control myself from moaning.
But suddenly, his hand left, and I felt an unprecedented emptiness. Then, a cold little
thing slipped into my vagina. I didn't know what it was, but it was thick, like a real penis (Oh my god).
(How long has it been since I've felt a real, firm penis!) But it seemed quite short, very smooth, and slid
all .
"Miss, don't worry, it's just a KFC pen. Be careful not to drop it. Consider it
a gift from me. I'm getting off now, goodbye."
I understood; it was one of those gift pens, chubby and round, one end lighter than the other (it had a metal block inside), like
a roly-poly toy. And now it was inside my vagina, bulging. Because it was already overflowing with vaginal fluid, it
was slippery , and I felt like it was going to fall down. But if it really fell out, how embarrassing would that be! So, I could only
suck it in hard, but if I relaxed even slightly, I felt it falling down again. I kept sucking and sucking, and as a result, it
was moving up and down inside my vagina, just like a thick penis constantly raping me, raping me in front of everyone on
the bus .
Fortunately, we finally arrived at the station. I quickly got off the bus, wanting to get to the company as soon as possible to get it out. But
the problem was: I found walking difficult. With each step, it vibrated inside me, forcing me to quicken
my pace and walk slowly, in a perfect straight line, which only intensified the stimulation. By the
time I arrived at the office, my inner thighs were soaked with vaginal fluid.
Chapter Two: The Going-
to-Work Wife The first thing I did upon arriving at the office was rush to the restroom and
remove , which was now covered in my own vaginal fluid. Touching my wet vulva, I realized it had been a very long time
since I had felt this excited.
Actually, I've always been a rather traditional woman. From a young age, I was
the kind of obedient girl who did whatever others thought was right. My first boyfriend was my current
husband, and all my knowledge about sex came from him. In our sex life, I always played a
passive role. Sometimes I had secret desires, but I was too ashamed to express them. Fortunately, my husband
's sexual ability was quite good, and our sex life had been relatively harmonious so far. For the past year, we
haven't had a single real sexual encounter. I've constantly had to tease him and help with his treatment, and he'll
frequently touch and stimulate me. I vaguely feel that the long-suppressed desire within me is
becoming uncontrollable.
Reflecting on today's bus experience, honestly, besides humiliation and shame, I also feel a strange excitement
and pride. Actually, in cooperating with my husband's treatment, I've learned how to seduce men, but
before it was only my husband; now it's strangers. A twenty-eight-year-old woman is in
the prime of her life, perhaps I can find new opportunities to satisfy myself?
No, how can that be! I know I deeply love my husband; I can do anything for him.
As long as he gets better, everything will be alright, right? Didn't the doctor say there's still a cure? As long as he can be cured
, what suffering can't I endure?
I washed myself clean and, as usual, went to put on underwear, only to realize it wasn't necessary today. I carefully checked my appearance in
the mirror and now truly understood why so many men were infatuated with me (
maybe I'm a quick-witted killer?). What would my colleagues think of me if I appeared like this? Sigh, I still
had to go to work! I steeled myself and walked into the office.
There are five of us in the office, including me: Xiaoqian (my best friend), Xiao Zhang, Xiao Li, and our manager,
Lao Zhao. We've all worked together for several years, so we know each other well and are quite casual with each other. Besides Lao
Zhao I'm one of the older ones, and they usually treat me like an older sister. Because I was late, they were all already
there. As soon as I walked in, everyone's eyes were on me. I quickly went to my seat
and sat down before daring to look up and say, "Good morning, everyone!"
Xiao Zhang leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Xiaolan looks so beautiful today!"
"Go do your own work and don't talk nonsense!" Xiao Zhang was a recent college graduate,
a greenhorn, and usually acted like my little brother.
Xiao Qian also ran over from behind and whispered to me, "Are you kidding me?! Dressing so sexily!"
"What's wrong with being a little sexy? I'm not afraid someone will eat me!"
"You're amazing, how come I never noticed before?"
"Just kidding, I really had no choice, I'll tell you properly after work."
I didn't move an inch all morning, not even going to the bathroom. But because
my short skirt my long, white, bare legs were exposed to everyone's gaze in the office, and my genitals
were directly rubbing against the rough chair, which inevitably made my mind wander. I also noticed several men always finding
excuses to sit diagonally across from me, their eyes never leaving my thighs. I had to cross my legs so they
wouldn't see my genitals, but that exposed my buttocks to them, which was really annoying. I really hoped I wouldn't leave them with the impression that
I was lewd.
After lunch, they wanted to play cards, but I couldn't be bothered with them and just read a book. Suddenly, the phone
rang; it was for Xiaoqian. While Xiaoqian was on the phone, the other end kept urging, "Hurry up, hurry up, what are you cooking
!" Xiaoqian had to whisper to me, "Help me cover for you, this call is important, please!"
"Sigh, I'll help you this once!" I had no choice but to take Xiaoqian's place at the card table. After a while, Xiaoqian finished the call, grabbed her
bag, and left, saying it was urgent. I had to keep taking the blame.
Actually, the main reason I don't like playing cards is because I'm terrible at it, and this time was no exception. Before long, we
were losing terribly. We finally finished playing, and it was almost time to go to work.
"Get to work, get to work!" I stood up.
"What's the rush? The losers haven't been punished yet!" Old Zhao shouted.
"Oh no!" I exclaimed in alarm. According to the old rules, the losing men had to do push-ups, and the losing women had to do sit-
ups . Usually, I would help Xiaoqian stretch her legs when she lost. But what about today? I was wearing so little, and Xiaoqian wasn't
here.
"Hehe, since Xiaoqian isn't here, no one will help me stretch my legs. So I can skip it today!"
"No, no, a bet is a bet, you can't go back on your word! We won't help you stretch your legs since Xiaoqian isn't here!" The three of them
immediately shouted.
"Stop messing around, it's really not possible today, we'll make it up to you tomorrow, okay?"
"No, no, why is it absolutely not possible today?"
"I'm not feeling well today," I said quietly, blushing.
"Xiaolan, tell us what's wrong. If it's true, we won't make things too difficult
for you!"
But I couldn't exactly tell them I was afraid of getting hurt because I wasn't wearing a bra. I could only say, "I'm feeling a little unwell
today ."
"I'm not feeling well every day. How about this, we'll only do half today, twenty, okay?"
Before I could even speak, Lao Zhao and Xiao Li ran behind me, each grabbing one of my arms, while Xiao Zhang
bent down lifted my feet. The three of them lifted me up.
"Put me down! What are you doing!" I didn't expect them to do this. "
We just want you to do what you're supposed to do," Lao Zhao said.
The three of them put me on the sofa, Xiao Zhang and Xiao Li each holding down one of my feet, while Lao Zhao stood beside them,
ready to count. It seemed there was no way to escape. A bet's a bet, the sooner the better.
After just two sit-ups, I sensed something was off. Xiao Zhang and Xiao Li's faces were flushed, their breathing tense, their eyes
fixed on my lower body, while Lao Zhao squatted beside me. When I sat up, I
noticed that my skirt was wrinkled from the earlier playful roughhousing, the hem now only covering my upper thighs, completely exposing my fair, full legs
. Xiao Zhang had one hand on my ankle, while the other was on my calf, and
Lao Zhao was touching my thigh. I suddenly wondered: when I lay down, would they see my
genitals? We sometimes had some physical contact during jokes, but I never paid attention.
Now being scrutinized by three men while practically naked from the waist down, the feeling I had on the bus that morning
resurfaced in my mind.
My mind went blank; I didn't know what to do. I just mechanically finished twenty
sit- ups. I had no idea what they had done to me during that time. When I came to my senses,
I realized my skirt had been lifted up to my waist,
exposing my flat, white stomach and my full mons pubis with sparse black pubic hair. Six hands, each with a different feeling, were
roaming over my lower body.
"Stop it, you've gone too far!" I pushed them away, staggered to my feet, straightened
my clothes , and went back to my seat. Seeing that I was unhappy, they all obediently went back to work.
I was quite angry, feeling that they were disrespecting me, so I didn't give them a good look all afternoon.
They, on the other hand, were all very accommodating, trying their best to cheer me up. Thinking about it carefully, I couldn't entirely blame
them. Perhaps my attire had given them the wrong impression, which was why they acted that way. With that thought,
my anger subsided, and I stopped arguing with them. The office returned to its usual harmonious atmosphere.
Chapter 3: The Exposed Wife
It was almost time to leave work, and when I went to the restroom, Xiaoqian was there too.
"Xiaolan, what's wrong with you today? You look so sexy!" Xiaoxi asked me with a smile.
We usually talk about everything when we're together, and I've even told her before
that is impotent. So I told her about what happened this morning, omitting the part about the bus.
"I know that," Xiaoxi said knowingly. "Your husband has voyeurism. Some men
like women to wear as little as possible so they can feast their eyes."
"Others might get to take advantage of me, but he doesn't actually see anything."
"Well, maybe he satisfies himself through his imagination? Like when I sometimes daydream, and
I think about something really lewd, and I get excited!" Xiaoxi blushed slightly.
“But then I feel like a bad woman, people will think I’m pretty slutty.”
“That’s right, that’s the problem,” Xiaoxi suddenly jumped up, “All men want their
wives to be a housewife in the kitchen, a lady in public, and a slut in bed. But your husband can only
treat you like a lady in bed, he feels very inferior, and he’s been suppressing himself for too long, so he has this abnormal
demand .” “What do you think he wants me to do?” I started to think that Xiaoxi’s analysis made some sense
.
“I once read an article by a man named Ma Wang, about a man whose wife deliberately dressed very
sexily and flirted and even had sex with a group of her husband’s friends in front of him, and he was actually very excited
. Later, they all went to some kind of parties where many people had sex together. In other words,
the more slutty his wife was, the more excited he felt. Maybe your husband is in the same situation now?” I
realized that Xiaoxi was getting a little excited.
"If I become that kind of woman, what will people think of me?"
"Haven't you always wanted to cure your husband's illness? Maybe this really is an opportunity. Besides, I
think they all admire you even more today!"
Xiaoqian's words not only reminded me of the absurd things that happened at noon, but also made my face turn red again. However, I also felt that Xiaoqian
made a good point. If he could really be cured, even if I temporarily became like that, it would be worth
it. Then, everything would return to normal.
Xiaoqian felt moved and became even more enthusiastic: "You can take this opportunity to try it out, be more sexy,
more alluring, and see his reaction. Maybe, you can also really have some fun yourself!"
"You little brat, talking nonsense! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll take it out on your Dawei!" As soon as the words left my mouth,
I realized I had gone too far with the joke. Dawei was Xiaoqian's live-in boyfriend. Xiaoxi wasn't annoyed at all; instead, she smiled and
asked me,
"Take it if you want, it's no problem. But, do you know why our Dawei is called that
?"
"How would I know?"
"Of course you don't know, because his thing is especially big!" Xiaoxi looked at me lecherously, which
made me feel embarrassed. Sigh, girls these days!
"Hey, jokes aside, I really think what you said makes some sense, and I want to try it. But I'm
really not confident."
"Sister Xiaolan, we're usually so close, don't worry, just let me know if you need help, no problem."
After work, I hitched a ride home with Xiaoxi.
Soon, my husband Zhiming came home.
“Baby, let’s not stay home today, let’s go out and have some romance, okay?” Zhiming said
gently, hugging me from behind.
“Okay!” Zhiming’s hand was already stroking my lower abdomen. The feeling of being molested by that person this
morning returned, and my heart suddenly raced.
“Did nothing special happen today?” Zhiming whispered in my ear.
“This morning in the car, a lot of men touched my body.” I could never
lie it was as if he had hypnotized me.
“Can you tell me how you feel, baby?”
“I feel so ashamed, like I’m so slutty.”
“Really, baby, I get so excited when I think about my baby being a slutty woman,
really, I don’t know why?”
“Then I’ll be a slutty woman for you, okay? Baby, I hope you understand, I’m only doing this for
you.” We hugged each other tightly and kissed.
“Baby, look at the new clothes I bought you, how about you wear them out tonight?” He took out a
pure black dress from his bag. I was wearing a black lace low-cut top and a similarly short black silk skirt.
"No problem, baby, I'll wear whatever you tell me to wear. Should I change here?"
"Darling, that would be perfect."
But when I actually put on the outfit, I realized the problem wasn't as simple as I'd imagined. Through the semi-transparent lace
top my erect nipples and white breasts were clearly visible, and
the bottom was even worse. This wasn't a skirt, not even a mini-skirt; it was a super mini-skirt,
only 25 centimeters long. When I tied it around my waist, the hem barely reached my genitals, making me practically
naked from the waist down. "Baby, I really can't go out like this. The skirt is way too short, and I have to wear a bra with this top
." I looked at him, troubled.
"Darling, it's just because you're wearing it wrong. It's not tied here, it should be tied here.
This is a crop top." He unbuttoned the skirt at my waist and re-tied it around my hips. Indeed
, this covered some of my lower body, but my upper body was more than just exposed; most of my lower abdomen was showing
. Luckily, the top was long enough to cover most of my stomach.
"Honey, could you give me another bra?" I whispered.
"Okay," Zhiming said, taking a set of black underwear from the closet and handing it to me. It was basically just straps and
no fabric.
"How am I supposed to wear this?"
"Either wear this or nothing at all. You can choose one."
With no other option, I tried it on. The so-called underwear was just two straps meeting at the top of my thighs,
barely covering my already sparse pubic hair. The bra design was even worse; it simply lifted
my breasts more noticeably, barely covering my nipples and revealing my alluring cleavage. The entire bra only made
me look sexier. I then put on black high heels, and everything was ready. Because the blouse only had three
buttons, the hem would occasionally part as I moved, revealing my pale lower abdomen. I was even
bewitched : I couldn't believe I could be so sexy and alluring.
Zhiming whispered in my ear, "Do you know what you look like right now?"
"What?"
"You look like a real slut, every man would want to have sex with you."
"Won't I be too busy, darling?"
"Baby, I think you can manage. Let's go, let's go dancing."
In the taxi, I sat next to the driver. Because of the cramped space, I had to tuck my legs in, my long
, white thighs incredibly alluring in the darkness. The poor driver kept glancing at my thighs, but I
didn't find it repulsive; instead, I found it somewhat amusing. I even reclined the seat a little, exposing a large section of
my bare abdomen, making the driver even more distracted.
After getting out of the car, Zhiming laughed and said, "You almost got hit by that poor driver." I laughed too and said, "
He got what he deserved."
"Darling, I have another good idea now. I think it'll be
more fun if we go in separately than together. That way, other men will be bolder."
"But I'm a little scared!"
"Darling, don't be afraid. I'll protect you from the shadows. I'll call you when it's time to leave, but
you have to be inside until then. Okay, go in. I'll always be watching you from somewhere."
What choice did I have now? I took a breath and walked into the bar alone. The bar
wasn't big, seating a few dozen people. It always played fast-paced dance music and disco, and some
men and women were dancing on the dance floor. I found a seat near a corner.
I knew that a single woman dressed like me sitting in a bar like this would definitely
attract some men looking for fun. Sure enough, not long after, a tall young man walked towards me.
"Miss, would you do me the honor of dancing?" The young man extended an inviting hand to me.
Seeing his polite manner, I couldn't refuse, so I stood up and said, "Okay."
But once I stepped onto the dance floor, I realized I was in deep trouble. In the darkness, my clothes weren't noticeable
, but now, standing in the brightly lit hall, everyone could clearly see my attire, even
my underwear. I noticed a flash of surprise in the young man's eyes, which quickly turned into excitement.
"Miss, you look so sexy today." My face flushed red. This was the first time a stranger had complimented me on my
sexiness. But tonight, I might experience many firsts in my life.
Slowly, I realized his hand, which had been on my back, had moved down to my waist, slipping under my
blouse and gently caressing my smooth waist. As I spun around, his hand slid down my waist
and across my soft abdomen. I didn't dare look at him, but I was too embarrassed to say anything. After all, I was dressed so sexily
.
Gradually, I noticed many eyes were fixed on me. The men
stared , while the women looked on with surprise and envy. Especially when I'm spinning. That's when I realized...
I turned around, and because my blouse was very light and I was wearing a super short skirt, my bare
belly and entire fair legs were exposed to their view when I twirled, and they might even have seen my tiny
underwear. Zhiming might be watching me right there.
"Can we take a break?" I pleaded meekly.
"Then you have to promise to come sit with my friends."
"Okay." I didn't have time to think about anything else now.
He led me to an open private room on the side, where there was a slightly chubby boy, but
quite handsome.
"You can call me Xiaoming, this is Xiaofan," the tall boy introduced.
"You can call me Xiaolan." It's only polite to reciprocate.
The three of them sat down around a glass table and started chatting. They were all younger than me and often came here. They
said they had never seen such a beautiful and sexy girl as me. I told them shyly that I already had
a husband. They didn't believe me, saying I was lying.
The three of them chatted quite happily, though their eyes kept scanning my thighs and lower abdomen. I knew
they could occasionally see my underwear through the glass counter. But I didn't care much about that anymore;
in fact, I felt a little satisfied—perhaps it was just a woman's natural vanity.
Xiao Ming took out some light blue pills and asked me mysteriously, "Do you know what ecstasy is?"
"Yeah, I heard it makes you really energetic when you dance disco."
"Want to try it?" Xiao Fan started persuading me. At first, I didn't want to, but I couldn't resist their persistent
nagging, and my own curiosity got the better of me, so I took two pills.
Soon, I felt my spirits lift, my whole body felt full of energy, and my mind was filled with
the fast rhythm of disco. I had only one wish: I wanted to dance, I wanted to be free.
"Shall we go dancing?" I said excitedly.
"Wait a minute." The two of them moved to sit next to me. Xiao Ming and Xiao Fan each put an arm around
my back, pulling me into their arms.
"What are you doing?" I giggled.
“Let’s be closer this way. We’ll call you sister, okay?”
“Okay, but the little brothers have to listen to their sister.”
“The little brothers will definitely make their sister happy.” They both grinned lewdly. Xiao Ming’s
hand was already on my thigh, while Xiao Fan was blowing hot air into my ear.
“Hehe, it tickles, the little brothers are being naughty.” My excitement grew, but my body became increasingly out of
my control. Xiao Ming’s hand roamed back and forth on my smooth thigh, then moved up to my genitals.
The two straps couldn’t cover my private parts at all, and his hand directly touched my pubic hair.
“Sister’s panties are so sexy. I bet your husband can’t satisfy your desires usually. You
must be so thirsty.” His hand was teasing my clitoris. Meanwhile, Xiao Fan had already unbuttoned two
buttons , and one hand was roaming over my bare abdomen and body.
"No, it hurts so much." I writhed, my legs spreading wider, my hands
reaching uncontrollably towards them, touching their inner thighs. Despite wearing tight jeans, their erect penises were
barely concealed. I'd never touched another man's genitals before, except for Zhiming,
but now it felt so natural, perhaps because I was no longer under rational control.
Xiaoming lifted my skirt, exposing my fair, full lower body, his fingers already penetrating the barrier and entering
my body. Xiaofan unbuttoned all my clothes, pulled my bra aside, and sucked on my
nipples .
"Sister's body is so amazing, so much better than those blonde girls."
I couldn't control myself anymore; I needed a more real feeling. Suddenly, I noticed some people looking in our direction
, and realized that many people would see me almost naked here. I couldn't let them
continue like this.
"Brothers, stop fooling around here, everyone will see." I pulled their hands away.
"Then you have to tell us your contact information, we'll come over to your house later." They both seemed
reluctant to leave.
I had no choice but to give them my home phone number and address. Xiaoming wrote it down on his palm, then
squatted down reached up to lift my skirt.
"What are you doing?"
"I want to give you our phone number too." Then he wrote his phone number on my lower abdomen.
"Come on, let's go dancing." Xiaofan pulled me up.
"Wait a minute, let me button up my clothes."
"Here, let me help you button it up." Xiaoming offered to help me. But he only buttoned one button, then
ripped off the other two. The two of them pulled me onto the dance floor. Because my bottom wasn't buttoned up, the slightest
movement or twist exposed my entire body from the chest down, including my lower abdomen. But with the powerful rhythm of the music
, I didn't care anymore.
I danced wildly with them, twisting my waist, stretching my body, letting my high
breasts bounce freely, letting my sexy lower abdomen sway nakedly, and letting my slender legs exude
charm .
More and more people gathered around me, watching me dance and whistling. All the men's eyes shone with
desire and hunger. Perhaps they saw all my secrets, but I conquered them; they were captivated by
my charm. I bet they all wanted to sleep with me. I want to say, if you dare say it, I'll
have sex with all of you.
Finally, I was tired. We went back to our seats. Just then, my pager went off. Zhiming left a message:
"I'll wait for you at the door." So I told them I had to leave.
They were reluctant to let me go, but I promised them I would contact them again, so they had no choice but to let me go. "
But we hope you can leave us something as a souvenir," Xiaofan suggested.
"But I don't have any suitable gifts on me," I said, a little embarrassed.
"I only want this," Xiaofan said, suddenly reaching under my skirt and pulling down my underwear.
"Then I want one too," Xiaoming said, also forcing my bra off with Xiaofan's help.
"Ugh, how am I supposed to get out of here?!" My jacket was already quite sheer, and without a bra,
I completely naked. My nipples, erect with excitement, were clearly visible through the fabric.
Then my pager went off again. I didn't have time to play with them, so I had to leave like this. My face was burning red, and I just wanted to get out quickly
, but there were so many people, and people kept taking the opportunity to grope my chest. Even the hostess at the door
looked surprised when she saw me like this.
At the door, I found Zhiming, and we got into a taxi together. As soon as we got in, Zhiming couldn't wait
to kiss me: "Wife, you did a great job today. Hey, where's your bra?" At the same time, his hand reached under my
skirt. "Where are your panties? Did those two guys take them off?"
"Mmm." I was mortified.
"Baby, I'm so excited right now, feel it." He pulled my hand to his crotch.
Sure enough, it was hard. "Wow, that's great."
"Baby, kiss it quickly. Strike while the iron is hot." He unzipped his pants, revealing his penis.
"Ah, how can we do this here? We're in the car! The driver will see in the rearview mirror!" I
panicked .
"What are you afraid of? When you were dancing, even your pubic hair was seen by those people." He pressed my head down to
his genitals, and I had no choice but to take his penis into my mouth. At the same time, he flipped up my blouse and
covered my head. Since I wasn't wearing any underwear, I was almost completely naked. He then lifted my
skirt and inserted his fingers into my vagina, thrusting in and out.
After a whole day of sexual stimulation, I was almost on the verge of collapse. Under the stimulation of his fingers, I
quickly reached orgasm, collapsing into a state of utter exhaustion. But Zhiming's penis didn't show any further improvement; it was basically
still half-erect and unable to penetrate.
When we got home, Zhiming got out of the car first. "I'll go up first, you pay the bill."
The driver turned around. "Forty dollars in total, miss." Then he stared at me lecherously.
I had just recovered from the climax and sat up straight, realizing that the buttons of my blouse were completely undone,
my full breasts swaying brightly. Worse still, Zhiming had somehow pulled off my skirt
, exposing my black pubic area directly to the driver.
"Miss, you have a great figure," the driver said lecherously.
I didn't dare say anything more to him, hurriedly pulled a large bill from my bag and threw it at him, "Keep the change," and quickly
got out of the car .
I clutched my blouse tightly, my lower body naked, and hurried into the building, "Please don't run into anyone, please don't
run into anyone." In the elevator, I suddenly saw a security camera. This was terrible; they might
be recording.
Thankfully, I didn't run into anyone along the way. Finally, I was home.
Chapter Four: The Bewildered Wife
As soon as I got home, I collapsed wearily onto the sofa. "I'm so tired today!"
"Honey, you did really well today. To be honest, I never expected you to be
so ," Zhiming said, standing naked in front of me.
"Ah, no, no, it's not like that. I've known them for a long time, they're old friends, so,
so that's why I was a little casual." I didn't want him to know that such an absurd
thing had happened to me: being so casual with two complete strangers I'd just met.
"Ah, they're old flames, but you were really lewd today!" Zhiming sat down next to me.
"Hey, what's written on your stomach?"
"It's, it's their phone number." I said, blushing.
"Have you been planning to find some time to really have some fun with your two little brothers?" Zhiming asked me
mysteriously .
"No, no, how could I? I'm your wife, playing around with them is fine, but how could I possibly do it
for real?" I started to get confused.
"I don't care. You can have sex with whichever man you want, whenever you want.
I won't be unhappy. The more you do it, the more excited I'll be."
"How can you say that! I'm your wife, not some street prostitute."
"Don't be angry, don't be angry. I'm doing this for our own good. I just want to cure my illness. Besides
, I know you've been suppressing your feelings for so long, and I want to give you some relief."
That last sentence touched on my deepest desire. Looking at his drooping eyelashes, my anger
subsided a little. "Baby, you don't need to tell me, I know. I'll do whatever you want, just don't cross this
last line, okay?"
"Okay, but I want you to buy something tomorrow. Promise me, okay?"
"Okay, what is it?"
"How about you go buy a vibrator?"
I immediately understood what he meant. He had mentioned it to me before, but I had always been too embarrassed
to agree . This time, I'd just give in to him. "Okay, I'll go tomorrow. Let's rest now, I'm so tired."
"Thank you, you're such a good boy, go to sleep."
...
The next day happened to be the weekend, and because we were so tired, we slept until the afternoon before getting up. After dinner,
Zhiming said with a smile, "Honey, don't forget your task for today."
"You little pervert, I already promised you, what's the rush?" Although I was being defiant, I secretly
regretted it .
"Do you need some pretty clothes? I have a lot here!"
"Oh, right, I forgot to ask you, where did those weird clothes come from?"
"I secretly bought them before, imagining you wearing them made me so excited. Now you can
change into them one by one."
Zhiming opened a wardrobe in the corner for me, which was filled with several beautiful dresses and lingerie, it was
dazzling to look at. But every piece was daring and revealing, the kind of clothes that only nightclub girls would wear
to seduce men at night. But it's broad daylight, and Zhiming won't let me wear a bra. After looking around,
I chose a high-waisted white nylon vest, revealing a hand's width of skin around my waist. Although it didn't directly expose
anything, the garment was very stretchy and tight, fully revealing the curves of my breasts and the tips of my nipples.
The slit was sharp and protruding. The skirt was a short, side-opening skirt with one button, already very short,
exposing my thighs thirty centimeters above the knee. What was worse, it was only fastened with the top button on the side, and the slit went all the way to
my crotch. Combined with the large exposed waist, a closer look would reveal that I wasn't wearing underwear
.
"I'm about to get a nosebleed looking at you like this. Be careful, those men outside will eat you up."
"Who knows who'll eat whom?" I made a face at Zhiming, put on my high heels, grabbed my bag, and
went out .
...
As I walked down the street, I realized how sexy my outfit was. Although I was wearing a top
, the tight nylon vest exposed the outline of my breasts without any concealment. With each step, my 36A
breasts bounced up and down, attracting frequent glances from men on the street. My nipples, constantly
rubbing against the nylon vest, quickly became engorged and erect, and my private parts were already slightly moist. Thinking about the sexual harassment I experienced on
the bus , I was afraid I would lose control and embarrass myself. So I quickly hailed a taxi.
Where to? I remembered there was a "sex health products store" next to Tianhe Shopping Mall. "
Tianhe Shopping Mall," I told the driver.
I sat down next to the driver, exposing one side of the opening of my skirt to him. The driver was a
handsome young man, but from the moment I got in, his eyes were fixed on my snow-white thighs. That kind of gaze
would make any woman feel as if she were being admired naked by him. But he didn't do anything
specific , so I didn't say anything.
"It's so hot today, miss," he said, getting stuck in traffic.
"Yes."
"It's good to be a girl," he said, smiling at me.
"Why?"
"When it's hot, girls don't even need to wear underwear. They can just wrap themselves in a piece of cloth and go out."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" My face immediately turned red. I realized he was flirting with me.
Seeing that I was a little unhappy, he fell silent. But I knew his eyes were secretly scanning me
, almost causing me to bump into other cars several times.
Another sudden stop, and I couldn't take it anymore. "Can't you drive properly?
What ?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. But to be honest, you can't entirely blame me. A girl as pretty as you
, dressed so sexily, any man would be unable to resist. Seriously, this is the first time I've ever seen
such a beautiful and bold girl!"
Although I knew he was taking advantage of me, hearing someone compliment me like that—I'm almost thirty, and
a boy calling me a girl—made me feel really good. I couldn't help but think this boy was actually quite
cute.
"Nonsense, you little brat, so glib. I'd rather be your older sister. Drive properly, and don't
look around where you shouldn't." I pulled up my skirt a little to cover my exposed crotch.
"Good sister, please help me. Just unbutton that button so I can take a good look, and I
'll never look again."
My face flushed again. I knew what he meant, but I still pretended to be nonchalant and asked, "What
button ?"
He glanced at me and smiled. "Of course, it's the most crucial button on your skirt."
"Hmph, why should I show it to you?"
"I'll consider you my god-sister, okay? Whenever you need a ride, just call me, and I'll be there right away, at your beck and
call. But please, I can't have a moment's peace today. What if I have
an accident and hit someone? That would be a huge problem."
Seeing his pitiful look, I thought to myself: This boy is quite cute. Let him take a look; it
's really not a big deal.
But I was too embarrassed to look at him. I looked out the window and quickly reached out and unbuttoned the only
button on the side of my skirt.
"Snap!" The skirt parted, exposing my snow-white thighs all the way to my hips and waist.

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